Finally, the time had come. It had been three springs since she was born, and today, she decided she was ready to bare a young of her own. The roses were blossoming, the dogwood trees filled with their small pink flowers. They were exquisite and vivid to her senses. Little minnows were jumping below the water's top, making it ripple and splash as they moved around. It was a time for fun for them, she knew. Tiana nibbled on some nearby grass, knowing that her brother or sister had already been born. She would give them a friend, someone new to play with.
Jocular, she was as she nearly sang the name of her love, her only love. "Cadifor," she called, her voice high and light with enlightenment. It was later spring, but it was getting to the rainy part. Next, it would begin to get warmer, hotter and hotter until they were in the middle of the dry times. Those always seemed to bother her, for she liked the in-the-middle times the most. Tiana longed to see her mother, seeing as she had not in several weeks. She longed to see her little sibling too. More so, she longed to speak with Cadifor.
His large brown eyes looked around his wonderful valley, taking in all the new sights and sounds. What a wonderful time of year it was. A pleasant smile was settled on his features as he walked along the valley's edge, surveying his borders and taking mote of any changes that he came across. He stopped and his ears perked forward eagerly as he heard the call of his newest mare, her sweet lyrics dancing with his name.
Turning, he cantered lightly in her direction, happiness in his heart as she came in to view. He approached her at a walk and gently nuzzled her neck. "You called, my dear?" he asked lightly, his tone happy.
The young bay mare trotted over to a clearing, holding her crown high as her eyes danced in a lively manner. He is coming she thought, barely able to contain the glee that was rising in her heart. She watched as the sun kissed his silver pelt as he made his way to her side. He was right before her, and he still captivated her as much as he had upon their first meeting. Cadifor always cared about her; some stags wouldn't give their dearest of loves whatever they asked for. He had, and that was everything to Tiana.
Tiana smiled as she thought of an answer, a way to ask her question. "I need to ask you something, Cadifor," she said breathlessly with a sigh. The king had already told her that he would bring new life to the valley, but he could have changed his mind, she guessed. Oh, she hoped not! Tiana moved to his shoulder, nudging it lightly with her soft nose. She was happy to see him. Every day she was here, life just got better and better.
The stallion smiled at the young mare, obviously happy that she was happy. It was great to have a new face here, a new source of joy to brighten his day. She made him feel young again, though he was young compared to other stallions. He was not in his "prime" anymore, though. As she nudged him, he got suspicious that something was going to be asked that was a big deal. His heart jumped a beat but he only said, "Anything for you, my dear." and smiled, waiting for her request to reach his ears.
Tiana smiled a little bit more as she took a quick breath. The small bay felt jitters in her stomach as she opened her mouth slightly. "I would like a young one," she said quietly, looking down for a moment and then back to his ivory crown. Tiana paced around a few steps before stopping before him nervously. She released the breath, but the tension in her throat stayed. The young fae fidgeted with her dagger, waiting for a reply. He would say yes - of course he would! Still, there was doubt in her mind. Some stags denied their mares of that wish.
While waiting, she drifted off into thinking of the future, still containing a little smile. The young one would hopefully be stronger than her and larger too. Maybe it would have her playfulness and spunky attitude, yet Tiana would never wish someone else to be as unwise as she. It wasn't that she wasn't unwise, she kept telling herself. It was that she was young. Every day, she was learning more and more though. One day, she would be as smart as her mother. The one thing she wished for her youth to someday do was listen to their hearts. She did, and it ended her up here, in the most beautiful land of all.
Though he had expected the request a bit, as many mares her age decided that they wanted a foal around this time, it was still a shock to him to hear her utter those words. To Cadifor, Tiana was still incredibly young and he hoped dearly that she would not regret having a foal at this age, as his mother had secretly. She never admitted to it, or even acted like it, but he could tell sometimes in the way she looked out in to the distance, as if wondering what could have been out there for her.
"How could I deny my love such a wonderful thing?" he said, reaching his nose down to nuzzle her. Another young one brought joy to his heart. His first daughter, Omeya, had left and so had the other and he missed them both. He felt like he had not known Omeya at all, seeing as she was born during the time of great strife in Freedoms Palace and he was called away quite often. Hopefully, that would not happen this time around. Yes, another war was brewing but his herd was safely tucked away in the secret valley and it would hopefully not reach them this time.
Tiana flicked her ebony hued whipcord for a moment before letting her beautiful eyes fall upon his. Of course, the young painted fae had expected his answer. That was one of the many reasons she had come to Faoi Thionchar with him. The first was his personality, his delightful personality. The other was that he would do anything, anything at all to please he heart. She smiled a little as she moved into the brush, looking back for him to follow.
The glades, although beautiful, were not a place she wanted to be. Too much evil lurked there, and she was not strong enough to help Cadifor, she feared, if someone were to attack. Not many roamed in the valleys, and few could get to them. Only the most great of climbers and fliers could get in the first land even unless they were helped by another. Luckily, Tiana had been helped by her love, the greatest thing in the world to her, Cadifor. "You coming?" she whispered, her high pitched voice carrying through the brush. There, she waited for him.
Cadifor smiled a bit as she made her way in to the brush and graciously followed her. He hoped she was truly ready for this, for he was going to give her what she desired. Breeding was less pleasure for him and more love. He enjoyed being close to the ones that he held dear, and knowing that they shared that special bond. The bond of a life growing that shared both genes was an incredible, unbreakable bond.
As he followed her, he was quiet, and came up behind her, nosing her hindquarters gently to let her know he was there. After a moment, he looked to her, as if waiting to see if she was ready for him. He knew she would be, though, and mounted her lightly. His size was a burden at times, being much larger than her, he feared he could hurt her if he moved the wrong way of shifted his weight improperly. Slowly and gently, he bred her, and then dismounted, walking around to her head and nuzzling her neck, hoping that she was okay and that he had not harmed her in any way.
Everything in her world was incredible, and he life had changed dramatically ever since she came to Faoi Thionchar. Tiana smiled a little to Cadifor, who was coming to her side. Soon, there would be life anew in the valley. It was about time that life got more interesting there. Although it was fun talking to Kanchana and the other mares, she missed playing and having fun. Monila had always taken great care in playing with her daughter. Tiana happily nudged his neck with her crown, happily telling him that she felt great.
Tiana nickered to him playfully as she watched deer in the forest scamper around with their young. Small, earth hued fawns ran around their mothers' feet. All of them looked nearly the same, with contrasting shades of brown. She hoped for something beautiful though, like the both of them. Perfection would be the youth from her. They were both kind, and the filly or colt would be raised to be kind too. Tiana looked back to him, hoping that their love would never end, even after she had her foal.
The king was happy that she was content and smiled back at her. When he heard her playful nicker, he gently nipped her on the rump and then trotted in the opposite direction, smirking as he broke in to a canter and left her in the dust. Joyful laughter echoed from his lungs and he looked back to see if she was following, letting a playful buck escape him.
It had been so long since the sweet smell of the lands had called her, and many times, it had been hard to go back. Rugged mountainsides and hot deserts had made them tired and restless, even of each other. That did not keep them both from returning to the only place on earth which truly offered love and adoration to them. Only the older of the two knew at that moment. The young would learn as time passed, as training came and went. "Little Vela," Tiana whispered, staggering over a steep hill and panting. "We are home," she said, nudging the filly forward.
A beautiful silver filly with patches of light earthy hues decorating her pelt pranced forward. Pools of dark blue were her eyes as her drafty form moved around, searching for something she did not even know about. Why were they in this new place? It was kind of like the warm place, but it had many new horses, new smells, but there weren't any little horses like her. Vela stood on a ridge, bending her silver neck down to take a tasteful of grass. It was disgusting, and she didn't know how her mother could eat it! Milk was the only thing to soothe her and nourish her.
Tiana trotted up to her filly, chuckling at her experimentation with the grasses. Within months, she would love them just as much as the darker bay did. "Cadifor!" she called, not noticing the anxiety of her words until the came out. "I have returned," she shouted happily looking around to spot him with hope. There were many places to refuge in these lands, and she could not guess where he was. Soon, though, he would come to them and see beautiful Vela.
The large silver and white stallion stood below in the valley, listening to the sounds of the world around him, the sounds of his herd members chatting among themselves and the sound of the wind whispering through the trees. He sighed. It was so incredibly peaceful here, how could he ever ask for anything more?
At a distant call, his ears pricked forward tensely, trying to register the voice. At last, he heard it again and it finally clicked. Tiana had returned. A new scent mingled with hers. He smiled and took up a quick canter in their direction. He came to a stop a few yards from them with a large grin on his face. His nuzzled Tiana's cheek gently and then looked down to the little one that stood next to his love. A mixture of his and Tiana's looks made the small silver patched silly gorgeous, as he would have expected to come from Tiana anyways. "Hello, little one," he said gently, hoping not to startle her with his large form.
The small filly flicked her short, stubby whipcord grinning up at her father merrily. For a moment, she pranced in place, wanting to run and play with other foals. There didn't seem to be many others around though. "Hi daddy!" she exclaimed, eyes budding with pure playfulness and innocence. Unlike many foals, the young light silver and earthy brown filly was fearless. Her father's height was something she showed no fear to. "I'm Vela," she said, hoping her father approved of it in some way.
Vela looked up at her small mother, smiling a little. She trotted over to the base of a hill, playing peacefully. Suddenly, the filly heard a cracking sound before seeing large boulders coming down at her side. They were huge, and before she knew it, she was sprawled upon the ground, crying in pain. "Help!" she yelled. Vela couldn't get up, for the boulders were upon both of her back legs, crushing them. It hurt so bad; how could this have happened to her?